Here's Pam Oliver getting pissed at her producer, coping with Joe Buck, and interviewing Tony Romo through a cockroach/beetle prank.  You may have seen this video elsewhere by now, but I felt it was important that I post it here, because it's been a while since I've publicly threatened Joe Buck, whose smarmy self-satisfied faux charm should have gotten his nancy ass kicked years ago.

You hear that, Joe Buck?  I'm gonna wreck your face.  I'm gonna turn your nose inside out and crush your Adam's apple.  Enjoy your teeth now, because you're gonna spit 'em out on the pavement, and I'm gonna use 'em to make a baby rattle.  And this isn't one of those joking Internet threats, either.  I am dead serious: I will fuck you up, little man.  (Unless you feel like taking some sort of legal action, in which case… KIDDING!!!)

[Awful Announcing] 

FOX's NFL crew, which every week brings us the unbridled jackassery of Terry Bradshaw tempered with the self-important smugness of Joe Buck, had one of its finer moments this past Sunday.

Buck noted one fan near the Fox outdoor pregame set cooling her face with a beer can after being hit by a football thrown by analyst Terry Bradshaw.

That's terrible, right? The dumbshit ex-quarterback sporting the bald mullet jacks a woman in the face, and she has to ice it with a beer? Surely Buck — most famous for castigating Randy Moss after pretending to moon the crowd after a touchdown catch — would scold Bradshaw for his negligence? Uhh…

"Now we know how Terry has to meet women."

Oh. Ha ha. Oh that's hilarious. I didn't realize Buck was a comedian. Join me in laughing with my brow furrowed and my lower lip jutting out. Ha. Ha ha. 

I don't understand why gay magicians have to get attacked by white tigers, while Joe Buck and Terry Bradshaw go on living happily without ever getting mauled. It just doesn't seem fair.